ht ass. "Oh, my I need bigger towels," she said, acting like it was nothing at all. Of course, it was a big deal to Eric, as he had just seen his gorgeous aunt in the nude.

A few hours later, his aunt Rose went out for a jog. Immediately after she closed the door, Eric went upstairs and jacked off, dreaming passionately about fucking his 37-year-old aunt's brains out. He cummed 3 times, and wanted another shot of his hot aunt's body. When she got back, she left him some dinner and went up to take a shower. Eric followed her upstairs. He couldnt find a way to see her until he went in his room and saw a big hole in the wall that went straight to the bathroom. He got a great view. His aunt began undressing, revealing all of her womanhood to him. Then, he didnt believe it, but he heard his aunt moaning in the shower and saying his name! He went into her room and found her panties on the floor, and began beating off into them. As soon as he cummed, all of his clothes off, his naked aunt walked out. "ERIC!?! What are you doing!?" she said. "ummm, sorry aunt rose." "Well Eric," she said,"I guess I cant be mad at you. But since youve seen my 'prized possessions', let me see yours." He turned, his big dick facing her. "Oh my god, youre huge! Eric, I know this is wrong, but I havent had a good hard cock like yours since your uncle died 7 years ago. Please, fuck me, fuck your aunt good and hard!" "Anything for you, Aunt Rose." 

They began kissing passionately for five minutes before she moved down to his cock. She took all nine inches in her mouth. "Oh my god, fuck yeaaaa!" Eric yelled, as he filled his aunt's mouth with his cum. "Ok, my turn," she said. "Don't even bother eating me, I want that manhood in my pussy!" she told him. Eric laid back down, and his Aunt Rose mounted him, getting all nine inches into her sopping wet cunt. "OHHHHHHHHHH, OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!!!!! AAAAAAHHHHH!! AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! YEEESSSSSSS, YEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!" she screamed as she rode up and down and rode like a cowboy. "OOOOOHhHH my GOD, FUUUUCK MMMMMEEEEEE!!!" she continued.   Eric then laid her down and pushed his dick into her and began pumping. "HOOLY SHIT!! OOooHHH MY GOD!   ERIC, FUCK YOUR BAD AUNT HARD!!!!" she yelled. She then wrapped her sexy legs around him and fucked in rhythm. "Ok auntie, Im gonna shoot, where do u want it?" "Fill up my cunt baby!" she said.  "Ok then," he said, and he pushed forward and proceeded to fill her up til she leaked.  "Oh my god, that was awesome Eric. I havent fucked like that since high school! But I wanted you to cum in my pussy for a reason. I need a man in my life, Eric, and I know that there are a lot more out there for me to go out with, but I realized that I want you." "Oh, I want you too Aunt Rose." "Eric, will you marry me?" she asked. "Aunt Rose, my parents are coming home in three days, we cant get married." "Well," she said, "We'll leave them a note that youre dropping out of school and getting married to a rich woman."  "Ok, if youre sure that will work...."

Eric and his Aunt Rose left the note. The next day, they started on a four day road trip to California to start their family. His aunt had gotten a pregnancy test and was expecting their child. On their way to Cali, they stopped in Vegas and got married. Eric had not only fucked his aunt, but got her pregnant and married her. They lived a happy life as not only aunt and nephew, but also as husband and wife.

END

boiling point.

Ring ring...

The phone went again and she grabbed it from the cradle in frustration.

"Hello."

"Jess it's me –"

It was her delightful big sister...

"Fuck off Sarah" "Look Jess I haven't got time now, I'm calling from a phone box. Tom's going to be there any minute, but my train's been delayed and I won't be there till 5." "Shame..." "Look just give him the message will you Jess? He'll have to find something to keep him entertained till I get there."

Jess crashed the phone back down. Tom was Sarah's long distance boyfriend. He was coming down today from Plymouth and staying till Friday.

Ding Dong.

As the doorbell chimed it seemed to strike a chord in Jess's head, and a wicked idea for getting her own back began to stir.

She jumped off the bed and scampered downstairs to the front door. As her fingers grasped the handle she glanced sideways into the mirror and brushed a few stray dark hairs back into place around her pretty face.

"Tom!" she smiled welcomingly as she pulled open the door. He was cuter than she remembered – five years older than her and much more mature than her eighteen-year-old boyfriends. She didn't know what he was doing with Sarah.

"Hi Jess," he grinned in return and she couldn't help but notice him quickly look her up and down.

"Come in, come in," she beckoned and led him inside the house. She took his bag from him and laid it in the hall, and then helped him off with his coat.

The perfect hostess...

"Sarah called just before you got here," Jess began apologetically. "Unfortunately her train's stuck somewhere and she's not going to be here for ages. Not till 6 at least she said."

Liar liar, pants on fire.

"Oh," Tom replied disappointedly. "Not to worry I suppose."

"Well it's a bit unfair," Jess stirred. "You travel halfway across the country to see her and she can't even be back on time to meet you!"

"That's ok..."

"Well I think it's a bit slack," she said dismissively, "but don't worry, I'll look after you till she gets here."

"Don't worry I'll be..." he began.

"It's my pleasure" she said coyly. "Now you'd probably like a drink after your journey..."

She left him on the sofa with a beer in his hand, and slipped upstairs to change.

***

'He'll have to find something to keep him entertained' Sarah had said... Jess knew just the thing... Her...

She stepped out of her jeans, and pulled her t-shirt over her head.

Just slipping into something more comfortable...

Rummaging through her drawers, Jess searched through her bikinis, looking for the right one. She pulled out a bright yellow one with orange markings. She hadn't worn it for a while because it was a bit small, but it was perfect for today.

Standing in front of the mirror Jess unclipped her bra and dropped it to the floor. Her breasts might not have been as large as her sister's but they were beautiful, standing proudly out from her chest. She pulled the bikini up under them and fastened the string around her back.

The result was just what she was after. Her pert tits pressed hard against the flimsy top, which showed plenty of the tops and sides, and left little to the imagination. She changed into the matching bottoms, and tied a sarong around her small waist to complete the effect.

How could he resist?

As Jess re-entered the lounge Tom's eyes widened as he feasted them on her lithe body. She had a pretty good tan and the bikini contrasted nicely with her skin colour. She smiled in satisfaction as his gaze ran down her body over her chest and down her flat stomach, then further down her slim athletic legs.

She bounced onto the sofa beside Tom and laid her head innocently on his shoulder, her hair tickling his cheek. She could feel his body tense slightly at her touch.

"How are you doing Tom?" she asked. "Bored?"

"Well..."

"I thought I'd change and get out in the sun for a bit. Fancy joining me?" She gave him the puppy dog eyes. How could he refuse?

As he followed her outside she wiggled her bum sexily as she walked, and could almost feel his gaze burning into it. She made sure to bend over provocatively and pick up a blanket and sun-cream on the way.

The back garden was small and private, and the sun was warm against her bare skin. Tom sat on the blanket in his shorts and shirt and she sat by him rubbing cream into her tanned legs. His eyes followed her hands as they trailed up and down, and after untying her sarong, she purposefully spent a long time massaging it into her inner thighs.

"Aren't you hot Tom?" she asked.

If he noticed the double entendre he did well to conceal it. "It is pretty warm" he agreed, and unbuttoned his shirt.

"Oh you are hot Tom!" she giggled flirtatiously, and pulled his shirt away from his chest for a quick glimpse! "I can see what Sarah sees in you!" She lay down on her front next to him.

Tom raised his eyebrow curiously, but grinned and slipped his shirt off completely.

"Well I must say you're not bad yourself young Jessica" he teased, again taking the opportunity to strip her with his eyes.

She smiled modestly and looked down. "Well you..." she began but trailed off. "No..."

"What?" Tom asked.

"No, nothing."

"Come on," Tom bit, "what were you going to say?"

"Well..." she bit her lip as if unsure whether to go on. "I was going to say you wouldn't mind if I... if I went... You see I normally take my top off out here so I don't get strap marks..." She flitted her eyes away self consciously.

What an actress.

Tom cleared his throat and tried to keep his composure. It was hard. "No sure that's fine, whatever, do whatever you like." He gabbled.

Jess sat up, catching him by surprise, and pulled the halter over her neck. Then, looking him directly in the eye she slowly reached behind her to undo the knot of her bikini.

As it fell into her lap Tom swallowed hard and his tongue flicked at his lips. His eyes ran across her bare chest and over her nubile breasts, feasting on the smooth skin and dark firm nipples.

"Wow..." he stammered out.

"Oh don't..." Jess tipped her head to one-side. "I know my boobs aren't as big as Sarah's".

"N..no.." Tom managed, "but wow they're fantastic... If you don't mind me saying that is..."

"No... that's ok," she smiled coyly as she reached for the sun-cream.

She sat cross legged and unscrewed the top, it was quite a full bottle and she knew that, so it didn't really need the big squeeze she gave it as she held it in front of her chest.

"Oops!" she gasped as a spray of thick white cream spurted out across her tits. "Now look what I've done."

She thought Tom's eyes would burst from his skull as the sticky white trail ran down into the valley between her firm boobs. He shifted awkwardly in his seat, and then again as her right hand moved up to rub the cream slowly into her skin. Her fingers stroked it into the side of her right breast and then across the front and over the aureole. Her palm rubbed over the smooth skin and then across to her left breast which she cupped as she spread the cream in and rubbed her thumb over the nipple.

Tom gritted his teeth and let out a sigh as he watched this obscene private show. Jess heard his sigh and smiled to herself.

Revenge is going to be sweet.

"Would you do my back?" she asked sweetly.

"Of course," Tom jumped at the opportunity.

Jess leant forward across his thighs, her bare breasts pressing into his lap. Tom could barely believe it, his girlfriend's pretty little sister lying across his lap in nothing but a pair of skimpy bikini bottoms. He picked up the cream and squirted it across her shoulder blades.

Jess smirked. He'd bitten and now there was no going back. He wouldn't be able to resist her now she was sure.

And judging by the hardness pressing against her he didn't want to anyway.

She relaxed her body as his strong hands worked the cream into her skin. It felt good. And for the first time now in this game she began to get aroused herself, thinking about what she was doing.

What she was trying to get him to do to her.

As he finished rubbing her back she rolled over on his thighs and stared up at him. As he looked down at her sexy face her pert breasts pointed up at him and he couldn't resist dropping a hand down to her chest.

"Tom..." she gasped as his fingers ran across her nipple.

"Shit Jess, we shouldn't be doing this," he protested pathetically.

"Doing what?" she giggled as her hand reached under her to his shorts and began to rub at his crotch.

"What if Sarah comes back..." he sighed.

"It's what, 4:30 now? We've got an hour and a half before she'll be home..." Jess lied, knowing all too well that her sister would be back at 5:00.

She knelt up across his lap and pushed him backwards onto the blanket, as her fingers went to the top of his shorts. Tom's protesting faded then and there as she pulled them slowly down under her and off his legs, leaving him naked underneath her.

"Mmmm" she groaned as his hard dick pressed against her bikini-clad crotch.

"Oh yeah..." he moaned back in agreement as she writhed on top of him.

She leaned forward and kissed him forcefully on the lips, and then trailed down to his chest, her hair tickling his skin. As her lips worked down his body Tom lifted his hips in arousal, pressing his dick against her naked tits. It nestled there between them as she kissed at his stomach, and then it was in her hand, and her lips were pressed softly against the tip.

"God Jess..." Tom mumbled.

"Mmmm" was all she could manage as his dick slid between her lips and into her tight mouth. Her tongue worked hard on his shaft as she bobbed her head lower and took as much as she could into her mouth.

Tom was in heaven. Sarah didn't much like giving blowjobs, and would rarely suck his dick, but her cute little sister seemed to delight in it, and he wasn't going to try and stop her.

Jess used her fist to slowly wank him into her mouth as her lips noisily slurped around his dick. He gasped.

She slid him out of her mouth and said arrogantly, "Am I better than her?"

"Oh yeah..." Tom moaned.

He rolled her over onto her back and lay between her legs. It was his turn now to taste her.

"Mmmm Tom," she mewled as he kissed across her flat stomach and down over her bikini bottoms. Gently he slipped the moist material aside and stared at her juicy cunt. She shifted slowly under his gaze and tensed as his finger stroked down the side of her lips.

Tom lowered his head as his finger teased her pussy, and tentatively flicked his tongue across her clit.

"Oh..." she trembled.

He probed harder as she squirmed beneath him and her thighs clamped tightly around his head.

God he knew his stuff, thought Jess as he slipped a finger deep inside her. Sarah had kept that quiet... Her hands stroked the back of his head before moving up her body and caressing her boobs, while all the time his tongue lapped at her cunt.

He lifted his head and kissed her tits lightly, sucking on her small, hard nipples. She groaned again and kissed the top of his head, and then his lips as his head turned to face her.

"Fuck me," she whispered in his ear.

His face was full of lust.

She rolled him over onto his back and straddled him once again. Reaching under her with her hand she found his throbbing dick and pressed it hard against her wet cunt.

They both shook with lust.

"Wait," he said, "I'll get...."

She put a finger to his lips to silence him.

"It's ok... I'm on the pill."

She placed his dick against her and slid down slowly onto her knees, gasping as he sank deep within her.

"Oh god..." he murmured in pleasure. "Sarah never lets me without a condom..."

She raised her hips again and ground her pelvis down against him, loving the feel of his dick inside her. His hands reached up to her face as she bounced on top of him and she sucked seductively at his finger.

She panted with exertion as she fucked herself on his cock and groaned out as his hands left her face and found her up-thrust tits. He rubbed his palms roughly across her nipples and crushed her boobs together hard, cupping one in each hand.

If only sis could see them now...

She would...

Her hair hung across her face as he began to fuck hard against her, and they both grunted out their pleasure. She hoped the neighbours weren't gardening...

Stopping for a moment to catch her breath, she slid from on top of him. He looked up at her in disappointment and she smiled.

"Just moving" she laughed, "don't worry..."

She turned her back on him and knelt down on the grass, falling forward onto her hands and knees. Tom wasted no time as she turned and pouted at him, he knelt up behind her and pressed his dick quickly into her from behind.

"Ungh..." she grunted out as he thrust deeply into her. He was rougher this way and she loved it as he pounded in and out of her. His hand reached round and mauled at her tits and she sank her head submissively into the grass.

"Harder," she gasped out as he fucked against her.

"Whatever... you... say..." Tom breathed out as he began to push into her even harder.

"Oh...oh...oh...oh... ugh... ugh... uh..." she squealed as he took her from behind. It wasn't long she knew, and as much as she wanted to give in to the pleasure she was feeling she needed to keep an eye out...

Tom wasn't going to last much longer though she knew, she could feel his dick throbbing inside her tight cunt and his breathing was more and more laboured as he thrust into her.

And then it was time. From her position bent over on the ground she saw her sister come through the front door of the house. It would only be a few more seconds till she saw them through the window.

And Tom was almost there...

"Cum in my face," she gasped out at him.

"What?" he stammered.

"I want you to cum in my face," she panted.

Tom didn't need asking again, he pulled out of her and with little care spun her round till his dick was bobbing in front of her.

As Sarah entered the kitchen her eyes widened as through the window she saw her naked boyfriend jerking his dick frantically in her little sister's upturned face.

Oblivious, Tom was in heaven as Jess gazed sexily up at him, batting her long eyelashes and awaiting his facial.

"Oh... here... it... comes," he grunted out as he wanked his cock inches from her little button nose.

"Uhhh..." Jess moaned as his first jet of cum gushed across her face. She blushed deeply as the warm sticky fluid splashed over her cheeks.

Sarah burst through the back door just in time to see Tom's second shot spurt across her sister's lips and in her hair. Jess looked her way cheekily with her boyfriend's cum running down her face. Tom followed her gaze, and as he caught sight of his girlfriend the last of his cum sprayed out across Jess's pert tits. She smiled in satisfaction before collapsing back onto the grass.

Even...

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Intended as a one off, but if there's any interest (email / comments to londoner247@hotmail.co.uk) I might continue it. Hope you liked it.

he summer.  And there were plenty of places in the woods or along the waterfronts where one could be alone and jerk-off.  I did a lot of that.

We always started going down to the cottage in the spring, around Easter, to start getting the place ready for the summer.  There was a lot to do like raking leaves, spring cleaning, and I even helped dad do some house painting.  My parents would put a dollar figure to each chore that needed to be done. If I worked real hard and did a good job, I could make a couple of dollars a day. And I worked hard enough that several neighbors starting hiring me to help with their chores.  I did very well!  I know that sounds like 3rd world child labor today, but that was a great deal of money for a kid back then.

As Memorial Day weekend approached, everything was done and ready for the summer.  Mom & I prepared to move to the cottage for the summer and my dad would come down on weekends. But they always liked to party on this long weekend, so my Aunt Tess, Uncle Paul and cousin Sara were invited to visit for the long weekend.  It didn't matter to me since I planned on disappearing, fooling around with friends and jerking-off as often as possible.  And I figured that wouldn't be too difficult with Mom & Dad entertaining the family.

We arrived at the cottage Friday evening around 7:00pm and the guests arrived about an hour later. I hadn't seen them for a couple of years, since they didn't live in the same area.  I was never really attracted to my cousin when I was younger.  She was not quite a year younger than me and had just turned 13 a month ago.  We didn't have much in common.  I lived in a small city and she lived in the country.  But when they arrived and I saw her, my dick jumped a bit.

At just thirteen she actually had some nice little tits. I guessed that made sense; my mom and her sister Aunt Tess were relatively slim with nice tits, considering they were both in their mid-thirties. I remembered Sara used to be just a tad chubby, but I guess that was baby fat because she was now very fit, about 5’ 4" tall and athletic looking. Maybe I should hang-out awhile and see what kind of person she was growing up to be. She looked good, but was she a stuck-up bitch, or maybe very shy, or maybe didn't like boys yet?  I really didn’t know her at all.

The evening progressed with the parents catching up on the times and sitting around the fireplace with their favorite alcoholic beverages.  Sara and I sat around with the parents listening and attempting fake smiles and laughs.  It was boring as hell.  I finally asked Sara if she'd like to take a walk so I could show her around.  She was happy to get out of there and at this point the parents were starting to get louder and slurring their words.

As we walked down the dimly lit street toward the bay, there was only small talk.  She was a little shy, but seemed more guarded than anything.  I pulled out a cigarette and started to light it when she said, "Oh, do you smoke"?  I took a drag and handed it towards her. "Would you like some?”  She hesitated.  "I've never done that. But can I try?”  She took a drag and immediately started coughing. When I asked if she was OK, she started laughing. "I guess I'm just a sheltered little girl. Living in the country is really boring. Especially without any brothers, sisters or close friends."

"So would you like to learn how to smoke?”  The answer took me by surprise when she said, I want to learn a lot of things.”  We continued walking as I trained her in the fine art of smoking, inhaling and blowing smoke through her nose. She started loosening up and talking and laughing more.  She was becoming more comfortable, and her curiosity of the world was more apparent.

When we reached the water at the end of the street, we sat, looked out and talked some more. About school, home, friends, hobbies, interests, just a whole lot of nothing.  Eventually I had to take a piss, stood and started walking toward a tree.  "I'll be right back.”  I walked behind a tree and with my back to Sara, whipped it out and started going.  Just then Sara walks around the tree and is standing a few feet from me staring down at my cock.

My first reaction was to cover-up, but I didn't want to piss on myself, so I stood there and finished. When I was done, I shook it and started putting it away when she said, "Don't put it away yet.  I've never seen a real one".  Well now it started growing.  I took my hand away and let her watch as it stiffened.  Her curiosity grew and she asked, "Can I touch it"?  At this point it leaped to its full length of 6 inches.  (Yea, I know.  I wasn’t hung like a horse, but it got bigger when I got older.)

I nodded and Sara dropped to her knees and stared for another minute before delicately wrapping her hand around it. This was heaven.  The last time anyone else ever touched my dick was when I was a child being taught how to bath myself. Sara began talking and asking questions.

"Does this hurt?  Is it OK?  I've only heard about boys things and once saw a photo of a man and a woman naked.  I've never seen my dad.  He's always so careful.  I've tried sneaking peeks, but never could.  Does this feel good to you?  Is this what they call a hand job?" I was mesmerized. I just let her talk.  But I had to answer the last question.

You have to move your hand up and down for it to be a hand job" I said with a shaky voice. She started moving a little.  "Stroke it up and down with a firm grip, but not too tight."  She was now doing a good job and I knew I wouldn't last long.  I could already feel the tingling.  "I going to cum soon" I said taking short breaths.  She continued stroking and looked briefly up into my eyes, which were gazing on her small hand pumping my cock.

"What's cum mean?  Should I stop?"  Just then I shot a thick rope that just missed her face. She jumped back, but kept stroking as I moaned loudly. Another string shot out and again missed her.  Then a few short shots dribbled down her hand. The sensitivity was intense and I asked her to stop rubbing.  She was smiling and looking at the cum on her hand. Cautiously she moved he hand closer, smelled the cum, then took a lick. My cock was just starting to deflate when she licked up all the cum off her hand. Then she looked at the deflating rod and swiped her tongue along the underside scooping as much cum as she could. Now I'm back to full attention and throbbing like an angry bull’s heart.

"You really don't know what cum is?” I asked. She looked up. I know this sounds dumb, but I don't know hardly anything about sex, except a little I've overheard at summer girls school", she said pouting.  Although she was somewhat embarrassed, it was apparent she figured this was her best chance to learn about sex.  And my wheels started turning full speed as I figured this was my best chance to try sex and do some exploring of my own.

"Did you like the taste?" I asked. "Yea, it tastes good. So what is cum?”  I explained briefly and asked if she ever rubbed herself down there and got wet.  Sara blushed and nodded yes. I asked if she ever had an orgasm.  She looked puzzled, so I explained boy and girl orgasms as best I could. "I don't think I ever had one of those" she said disappointedly.

"Have you ever heard of a blow job?" I asked. "Yea, but I don't know what it is or how to do it" she answered.  "Will you teach me?"  I just about fell over. Will I teach her? I never had one, but sure I would teach her. "Well, you're already past the first step.  You like the taste of cum and you already licked it.  So let's get the lesson started. Lick it some more, like a lollipop."

Sara smiled and started. She licked all over my hard cock, even hit my balls a few times. I never felt anything like it and she was very into it.  Trying so hard to pleasure me, to learn, to experience.  Asking nothing in return.  But I'd help her out later.  Right now I just wanted to cum in a mouth for the first time.

"Sara, take the tip in your mouth and gently suck.  That's great.  Now start moving your mouth up and down, like what you did with your hand.  Oh that is wonderful.  That's it, move your tongue around as you bob up & down. Ahh... that's fucking perfect." My heart was beating loud and my breath was short. I was getting close when Sara grabbed my cock and started stroking it as she bobbed her head.  The feeling came back and I let loose. Her eyes widened and then she started sucking harder.  Spurt after spurt I filled her sumptuous mouth with my cum and she didn't miss a drop.

I was surprised at Sara’s level of innocence and inexperience, so much more so than my own.  I had never had any sexual experiences with girls, but I did know a lot more than Sara.  I had been experimenting with my body for a couple of years. When I had my first wet dream, which I found out later was just pre-cum, I examined it under my microscope.  I smelled it and tasted it. I saw some squiggly things through the lens.  I was able to learn a little about our bodies from medical & health books at the library, and of course from asking some older kids in the neighborhood.  You didn’t ask sex questions from your parents in the 1950’s.  And then here was Sara.  Didn’t have a clue.  Knew so little, but was curious enough to now want to learn.  I suspected a protected existence out in the country with her affluent parents.

Sara pulled away and let my cock fall from her mouth.  I could see she was swirling her tongue around, savoring the taste, then she opened her mouth and started blowing cum bubbles.  After a moment swallowed with a big gulp and we both started laughing loudly.  I pulled her from her knees and kissed her on the lips, the first real kiss for both of us.  She pulled away for a moment then kissed me hard.  Our tongues began parting each others lips.  I could taste the remnants of my explosion as our tongues explored. 

I began pushing back, then held her in a sensitive hug.  “We should be getting back to the cottage.  They’ll be getting worried.” She whispered in my ear.  It was getting late, after 11:00pm.  I kissed her ear and nodded. “But we have three more days and I want to learn more.  OK?” she yearned.

“Yea Sara.  I think we’ll both learn a lot more this weekend.”

(The end… Part 2 if you wish!)

oll. Keri was about to turn 16, and I wanted to expand her sexual slavery. By now I had read several adult novels on the subject, including “The Story of O”. I realized that there was a whole world of people who were into this type of activity. I required Keri to read these books, and I even gave her written tests, requiring her to give her orally.

She was required to strip, get on her knees, and while stroking my exposed cock, she was to tell me in great, and graphic detail the contents of the book. She would describe in graphic detail, to her big brother, about how the heroine was imprisoned and the vary sex acts she was subjected to by her captors, how she was restrained, and how she was tortured. Keri would then be asked how she reacted to what she had read. She worked hard at being specific. She knew it was a turn on for me, and for her. After reciting the details of the book, she would be spanked for any mistakes she made, and then was soundly fucked as a finally. I am convinced that book clubs would experience a surge in their attendance if they required book reading like I did of Keri.

On several occasions, I would restrain Keri in the same manner as the heroine in the adult book, torture and use her sexually in the same way as described in the book. This required Keri to expound on what happened in the book, and then submit to whatever happened to the heroine.

On one occasion, I let Damon have Keri alone, all by himself, or so it would seem. I included Damon in our “kidnap” games, sometimes as often as once a week. During the “games”, Damon was allowed to bind, torment, and fuck Keri as much as he wanted. His cock was no stranger to her mouth. Damon even wanted to date Keri, I but I did not want that. Keri was my lover, and my sex slave, and I wanted it that way. Keri wanted the same thing. She was a willing participant in our “kidnap” games, but she wanted to be my lover, exclusively.

On this occasion, Damon’s parents were gone overnight, leaving him home alone. I told Keri to dress in a mini skirt and blouse, with no underwear. By now she had been purchased a couple of pair of high heel shoes to wear for dress wear. She was instructed to put on a black pair of these high heel shoes, which better exhibited her great tanned legs. I then gave her a small athletic bag which contained a some of my collection of bondage equipment. Her next order was to walk across the street to Damon’s house, and surrender to him., and submitted to what ever he wanted to do to her. She was apprehensive. I kissed and fondled her for a few minutes, and told her that she did not have to do this, but as my sex slave I expected her to do what I told her. She agreed to my request, and picked up the athletic bag, and headed across to Damon’s house. After Keri was inside Damon’s house, by arrangement, I sneaked in his back door. I wanted to secretly watch Keri as Damon put her through her paces. I wanted to see how she handled being a bound sex slave, alone, with someone other than me.

Next, using a long length of rope, he quickly tied her hands in front of her. He then looped the rope through and “eye” bolt in the ceiling. This “eye” bolt normally supported a hanging pot and plants. He pulled on the rope, forcing Keri’s hands above her head, stretching her towards the ceiling. He tied the rope off, forcing Keri to remain in this stretched position. Improvising, using a old broom stick, the tied Keri’s ankles to the ends of the stick, spreading her magnificent legs. She was a picture of helpless beauty. Her legs, breasts, and especially are ass are displayed to advantage. Her smooth belly was stretched tight, with her sweet pussy on display.

“Prisoner, open your mouth”, was Damon’s next order.

Keri saw the he had gagging material. She issued an helpless sigh, and opened her mouth. Quickly, Damon stuffed a wadded handkerchief in her mouth, securing it tightly with one of his mother’s black silken scarves. This just made Keri look even more helpless, vulnerable, and beautiful. As I watched, my cock was rampant. I removed my pants to ease the painful pressure on my dick. I gently stroked myself as I watch Damon work on Keri.

Once she was secured and gagged, Damon undressed. His cock stuck straight from his body. There was a glistening drip of “pre-cum” on the tip and throbbed with his heart beat. He moved to Keri, hugging her and pulling her into his body. He pressed his stiff cock against her stomach, leaving a trail of pre-cum moisture there. It seemed that he was attempting to fondle all of her at once. He hands were everywhere. He was kissing her gagged face, and touching her stretched body, every where. Keri had closed her eyes, and was moaning, softly.

Damon, slipped his cock into Keri. She moaned loudly as this phallic invasion. Damon started to fuck her with abandon. It was if he was out of control and could not wait to put is cock in her pussy. As he fucked her, he was spanking her ass. Needless to say, in just a minute or two, he was cumming. Even though Keri was ready to cum, Damon came too quick and she was not able to get there. Needless to say, she was turned on, with no relief.

After coming down from his climax, he pulled his cock from her steaming pussy. Her eyes had a look of desperation as she wanted to have a cum too. She watched Damon, to see what he was doing to do. He cock was beginning to flag, just a little as he walked over to my athletic bag to retrieve a whip. In the last year or so, I was able to secure a professionally made whip that would sting and hurt, without leaving a lot of damage. It was ideal to use on Keri. She could feel the whip, yet not be significantly marked up.

Damon brought the whip back to Keri, and walked around her, touching her body as he gently stroked her with the whip. Then he stood behind her, and with a determined look, he raised the whip and brought it down sharply on her magnificent ass. Keri jumped as much as she could given her stringent bondage, but before she could recover, he struck her again. She yelped from behind her gag as he struck again. Damon was in his stride. He lashed her ass at least 30 more strokes before he stopped. Keri was moaning, with tears running down her sweet face.

Damon then walked around her, using the whip to randomly lash her breasts, pussy, and thighs. Keri never really knew where he would strike next. He loved watching her breasts quiver when they were struck. Her pussy seemed to be a favorite target, also. The fact that she was aroused, had been denied a cum, and was being whipped, only aroused her more. Damon’s cock was rigid again. My cock was aching as I watched my pretty little sister being tortured and fucked.

Damon laid the whip down, and released Keri’s bondage on her wrists. This was only temporary as he quickly bound her wrists behind her back. Only then did he release her ankle bondage. He ordered Keri to her knees. After walking around her like a slave owner, he produce a black sleep mask from my athletic bag. Keri was effectively blindfolded. Damon then removed her gag, and gave her a drink of water.

“Prisoner, you are ordered to open you mouth, and keep it open. Do you hear me?”

Keri replied, meekly, “Yessir, I understand.”

“No matter what happens, you are not to close you mouth!”

He punctuated his order by lashing her across her breasts, twice. Keri moaned as she bit her lip. She then opened her sweet mouth just as she was told.

Damon, quietly, turned and motioned me into the room. With as much stealth as I possessed, I came into the room and stood before the blindfolded Keri. My cock was hard and aching. Keri knelt there with her sweet mouth open to what ever Damon wanted to put in it. I eased up and slipped my cock into my sister’s mouth. Instinctively, Keri closed her sweet lips around my cock and started sucking. Then she got a surprise.

Damon was standing behind her and spoke, “Keri, no matter what, keeping sucking the cock you have in your mouth.”

To emphasize he order, he spanked her, hard on each cheek of her ass with his hand. Keri, jumped when her ass was struck, but she kept my cock in her mouth, and kept sucking. She also realized that she was NOT sucking Damon’s cock. She had a cock in her mouth, but did not know who it belonged to. As she sucked this “strange” cock, Damon kept slowly spanking her, just to let her know she was to kept sucking, or suffer worse treatment. She knew Damon was in control, and that her brother and protector was not with her. She had to submit and suck this stranger‘s cock. She was both afraid, and turn on at the same time..

Keri kept sucking, and I could not help myself. With what was happening to Keri, I was very aroused. In a matter of a couple of minutes, I was cumming wildly in Keri’s mouth. As I did so, Damon, now using the whip, was lashing Keri’s ass.

“Prisoner”, he exclaimed, “keep sucking, you had better swallow all his cum!”

Keri worked hard at accomplishing Damon’s order, and was able to swallow all my issue. Even after all this time, I was still in awe of seeing the pretty full lips of my beautiful sister wrapped around my cock. It was a beautiful sight.

As my cock softened in her mouth, I let is slip out, and went back to my hiding place, and put my clothes on. I sneaked back out the rear door of Damon’s house and went home. Later I learned that Damon had fucked Keri until she had a climax, then required her to clean he cock with her mouth, and suck him to another cum. He then released her to come home to me.

I was watching TV, a bondage porno flick, when Keri returned home. She came to me and gave me a passionate hug and kiss, but she was a little quiet. I had her sit on the couch beside me and I put my arm around her. Without being told, she opened her blouse exposing her breasts, after which she pulled up her skirt, exposing her pussy. She was a perfect little sex slave. She knew I liked her exposed, and had told her to expose herself to me at every opportunity.

“Would you like me to be naked, or like this”, she asked softly.

“Oh, for now, I think I like this. Just stay as your are. I like to see your tits exposed in an open blouse. They look good like that”, I answered.

I kissed her and toyed with her breasts. I had opened my trousers, and Keri extracted my cock, and was gently stroking it.

“You are very quiet. Are you alright”, I asked?

Keri told me what had happened at Damon’s, and how he had required her to suck a stranger’s cock. She knew I wanted all the details of what had happened to her. I found it exciting to listen to her tell what had gone on, and how she was used.

“What did you do? Did you obey Damon”, I inquired.

“Well…yes…, I did as I was told. He was whipping me…, and I was tied…, so I did what Damon told me to do.”

“You know…, that sex slaves are often made to do things that they don’t expect, or even like. They don‘t have much choice”, I explained.

“Jack, I know. I just was not expecting it. You’re right, I love being your slave and I know I must do what you say, and what anyone who “captures” me says. I just did not expect it. I also wonder who the person was, and if he knows me”, she wondered.

“Do you still want to be my love and sex slave”, I asked.

With a quiver in her voice and a tear in her eye, she answered, “Oh, yes. Jack, please, I want to be your love, and sex slave forever! I was just worried that you would be mad at me for sucking a stranger’s cock without permission, and not trying to resist. I thought you would have wanted me to resist, and since I didn’t that, maybe you would not want me. I don’t want to lose you and what we have!”

I smiled and kissed her, and replied, “No, I am not upset. I know you did what you were ordered to do, and you had no choice. I am sure it turned Damon on to make you do that, I know I would be. I like it when you submit to me, or anyone who has you in “captivity”. You will always be my love and my sex slave. I suppose you will have to get used to what ever you may be made to do.”

I continued, “You know, little sister, when you decided to be my sex slave, you agreed that I, or anyone I let “kidnap” you, can do anything they want to you, and you have no choice. If you resist, they can punish and rape you until you submit.”

Keri snuggled into me, and squeezed my now rigid cock. With a tear in her eye, she looked up at me and said, “Oh, Jack, I love you. I am your sex slave, and I will do what you want me to do. I want you to want me to be your lover and sex slave, and to be happy to have me as your slave.”

I kissed her, and kissed her again. “Sweet slave, you are mine, and I will never let you go. You will be my lover and sex slave forever.”

I could not handle it any longer. I pushed her down on the couch, and lay down between magnificent her legs. I kissed the tears from her eye. She hugged me, and kept kissing me as I slipped my rampant cock into her sweet steaming pussy and fucked my beautiful sister. How could any one ask for more than what Keri was offering me. I wanted her to be my sex slave and lover for the rest of our lives.

Continued…

 

Damon was like a kid in a candy store. He was excited and seemed to want to do everything at once. Once he had Keri inside his house, he ordered her to undress, which she did. He made her keep her high heel shoes on. She was stunning. Keri and I continued to expand our sexual activity, and we continued to play “captive” games with Damon. I chose not to include Jerry as he would be moving to Seattle very soon, and I was not sure he could kept our activities secret.

ion to that rule. Colonel Sarah Mackenzie had gone undercover on one such religious group to investigate charges of sexual misconduct against Chief Petty Officer Merker, also the High Priest of the Wiccan conglomeration that was active in Gulfport. The Wiccan also had a large number of military members as practitioners.

To conduct her internal investigation in this matter, Mac would try to infiltrate the Wiccan membership and try to determine if the charges against its high-priest, Chief Petty Officer Merker, could be substantiated.

A female member of the Wiccan accused him of rape and the Judge Advocate General's Office was responsible to investigate the charges and prosecute if the charges could be found to have foundation.

Mac had assumed the identity of a Navy Petty Officer to infiltrate this Witches Coven and investigate the charges undercover. Meanwhile her partner, Commander Harmon Rabb, would conduct a separate investigation openly. During this undercover operation, Lieutenant Bud Roberts and his wife, Harriet, had agreed to take care of her dog Jingo and her apartment.

She had adopted a retired drug search dog some months ago, when she had proven in a court case recently that the dog could no longer function as a drug-sniffing dog. When she heard that the dog would have to be destroyed because a new owner couldn't be found, she took him into her care.

Actually, during the court case in question, its trainer had pointed out that the dog had taken an instant liking to her.

"Not too many people could have done that," he had told her. "He's real picky about people."

So it seemed that the dog had actually picked her as a new master, rather than the other way around.

She had been on the post in Gulfport for over a month now, slowly building relationships with the other witches of the Wiccan. Succinctly letting them know of her interest to learn more about it and how much she would like to be initiated into this unusual religious group.

As most people might have expected, the majority of the Wiccan members were female. But the High-Priest for the gathering was a man by the name of Jonathan Merker. He was a fairly good looking man, which made proving the charges of rape against him that much harder to prove. For despite how well educated people were in this day and age, the belief still persisted that if a man looked good, why would he ever need to rape a woman.

So Mac's mission was to get closer to the man and see if he does anything criminal to get his jollies. It took weeks before she was invited to attend one of their nightly ceremonies. The group consisted of about 20 people, mostly women, and was being conducted outside as with all witchcraft ceremonies. On this night, they were along the shore line of a river.

The group formed a circle around a raging bonfire as the High-Priest, CPO Merker, read off their incantation.

Mac was handed a robe, similar to the ones worn by the other members, and was told to strip before putting it on. Seeing that all of the others were doing just that around her, she began removing her clothing to follow suit.

Her shirt came off first, followed immediately by her bra. Her voluptuous tits bouncing freely now that they were freed from the confining undergarment.

CPO Merker took immediate notice of Mac's endowments. His eyes twinkled as he just gazed at her while she continued stripping out of her clothes. His mouth watered when she bent over to slip off her tight jeans. He couldn't believe how well developed her calves were. He could see her muscles rippling along those slender legs of hers.

'Now that's a woman,' he thought to himself. 'This one must be into fitness big time.'

Mac tried not to pay attention to the others nudity around her, and hoped that they were conducting themselves in a similar fashion.

But within a Coven of witches, nudity was a regular occurrence. Though this nudity was not to be construed as a sexual motive, they couldn't help but admire Mac's firm body as she stripped near them. Everyone there was busily checking out the new arrival to their group.

Some of the regular members were attractive though, she had to admit to herself. Despite her control, the cool night air and all the naked bodies around her got her juices worked up a bit. She could feel her nipples stiffening in her state of arousal.

Peering over to one of the girls next to her, she was gratified to notice that she wasn't the only one feeling this way. In fact, most of the participants to this Pagan ritual were showing definite signs of arousal.

Mac was fascinated by the diversity of the people around her for this Wiccan celebration. She noticed that many young people were there, this didn't surprise her in the least. They younger generation is generally the most likely to try anything new. But many of the members around her were in their late forties, there was even one couple in their late fifties.

Once everyone had donned the ceremonial gown, they reassembled in a circle around the bonfire. CPO Merker resumed his chanting, thanking Mother Earth, the water, the fire and the air around them.

All of these proceedings seemed perfectly innocent as near as Mac could tell. There was no indication of sexuality in what the High-Priest was doing.

"Have the initiates approach," he called out.

This meant herself and two others that were joining this religious following on this night. Keeping up her role as an interested party she stepped forward, standing before the High-Priest.

"On this occasion," he instructed them. "We welcome you into the fold of Mother Earth. And to show that you welcome her embrace, you must now disrobe before us."

Mac wasn't sure if she should follow through with this directive. She considered her situation for a few moments, then came to the conclusion that nothing as yet inappropriate was being asked of her. It wouldn't be like her first time baring herself publicly.

Her fiancé, Commander Brumby of the Australian Navy, had taken her bikini top off at an Australian public beach only a few months ago. That was an experience that shocked her at first, but only a few moments later she was exhilarated by it.

So, she reached up to the shoulder straps holding the ceremonial gown, and pulled them loose. The gown flowed down her naked body, showing off her athletic curves in the shimmering light of the blazing fire.

The High-Priest moved from one initiate to the other. Mac noticed that he would blow some kind of ashen dust in each of the others face. It seemed innocent enough, somewhat like a baptism.

"With this ash, I anoint you," CPO Merker would say aloud. "It is born of the Earth beneath us. The Air around us. And the fire that warms us."

When it came to Mac's turn he repeated the same sermon as with the others. When the ashen dust hit her face she found herself breathing some of it in, which was also intended. She didn't feel any different, so she assumed it to be just as it appeared to be, ash.

"You have just taken your first steps into the fold," he told Mac and the other initiates. "Over the next thirteen nights you will undergo further initiation into the Wiccan. You will find this a rebirth from the old life you thought you had. You will be reborn with the love of Mother Earth."

For the next thirty minutes she found herself dancing and prancing around the bonfire, naked. She found the whole experience liberating. There didn't seem to be any sexual misconduct from the part of the Chief, or any other of the congregation. The ceremony went well into the night. Mac and the other's didn't get back to their quarters until well past 2 AM.

When the ceremony was finally concluded, Mac and the others got dressed and returned to the Naval Base as if nothing unusual had happened.